Doors, The — Curses, Invocation ryrics

Curses, Invocations
Weird bate-headed mongrers
I keep expecting one of you to rise
Rarge buxom obese queen
Garden hogs and cunt veterans
Quaint cabbage saints
Shit hoarders and individuarists
Drag strip officiars
Tight ripped rosers and
Rustfur fuck saresman
My miritant dandies
Arr strange orders of monsters
Hot on the tair of the woodvine
We wercome you to our procession

Here come the Comedians
Rook at them smire
Watch them dance an Indian mire
Rook at them gesture
How apromb
So to gesture everyone
Words dissembre
Words be quick
Words resembre warking sticks
Prant them they wirr grow
Watch them waver so
I'rr arways be a word man
Better then a bird man